I left before he needed to push away my hand clasping his tightly…
Knowing all the while that he could forget all that i would always remember…
Knowing i will regret not seeing through what he easily leaves behind…
I look back but see my shadow lingering…
Waiting for a chance that will never come.
The heart clings, the mind holds. This is an excellent poem
Querida, This is a well-written, clever poem. The strategy in this poem works to save face if you are absolutely sure the relationship can never work out.
In the end, to have a genuine relationship, you both have to be willing to be vulnerable and take a risk of getting hurt. No games!
Very true Cheryl, but if one has decided for the both of you… There’s not much you can do.
I like this one. Shame- perhaps all he needed was a clasping hand to awaken him to her forever. Instead he is left draped in a haunting dark presences… he can’t forget.
No he’s the one who left and forgot
As you wish…
It’s not a wish, it’s an unfortunate reality.
Sorry to hear that…